I've decided that Stevie Wonder would make a great boyfriend, in spite of the grammar challenges reflected in the title of this post (which still aren't as bad as John Cougar Mellencamp's proclamation that, no he cannot forget from where it is that he comes from. I'll just never get over that.) Why Stevie, you say? Well, because not only does he speak enough French to come up with "cherie amour", he also wants to call just to say "I love you," and when he finally shows up, he's got some candy kisses for your lips, yes he's got some honeysuckle chocolate dripping kisses full of love for you. I mean, my Lord. I could do without the screaming, the "DO YOU WANT SOME CANDY? DO YOU WANT SOME HO-NEY-SUCK-LE????" That's a little much, and I'm likely to make a bad face when a boy screams like that and that'll turn into an uncomfortable silence that turns into a quietly pissed off conversation, and oh wow do I not miss THAT shit. Anyway, digression. And the candy honeysuckle shoutout is kind of a stupid question, at that, because, well duh. Who wouldn't? Anything that drips chocolate is pretty good for me. You can just leave it by the door on your way out, actually.
"Do I Do", song of the day, and "Superstition" and "That Girl," too, because I can't decide between those tonight. If you don't like the groove you can turn the record off.
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